In the middle of that exhausted sweaty arched summer brow, the work of the summer day rolls past the squint of your twinkling summer eye, and balances on it’s toes to take a glance at your red rose cheek and smiles and rolls on down right past your nose, spinning past your lips and tongue fading in the stern summer sun right into the grace of your love. I love you summer but please show us some grace!

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Posted by ryanwcox

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